Many years ago while out of state visiting family my mom and I went to a Halloween party. She’s a heavy set lady and went to the party as Aunt Jamima. Throughout the night someone was grabbing her butt. We never figured out who it was.
Another party a year or so later my parents went together as clowns. Now a little back story— my dad is a rather quiet guy. Very unassuming, a little shy maybe. The party is with friends so as part of his costume he carried a bag of candy. The kicker was when you reached into the bag, strategically positioned was a — uh hum — large “male tater”.
Not exactly the most PC of times.
Another party a year or so later my parents went together as clowns. Now a little back story— my dad is a rather quiet guy. Very unassuming, a little shy maybe. The party is with friends so as part of his costume he carried a bag of candy. The kicker was when you reached into the bag, strategically positioned was a — uh hum — large “male tater”.
Not exactly the most PC of times.
